c'eux qui s'amusent aux chats peuvent pas maudire les giffres...

c'eux qui s'amusent aux chats peuvent pas maudire les giffres...(literally: those who amuse themselves with cats can't curse the claws)(roughly: people who play with cats shouldn't complain about being clawed)

it's one of my favorite french idioms/proverbs/nuggets of wisdom. i used it today in one of my postings, and i started thinking about it more closely...

so, it begs the question:

why, when we know a situation is potentially damaging/dangerous/destructive/painful, do we persue it with fervor/relish/glee/joy and then curse in surprise and indignation when that which we knew would transpire actually does?

what is it about familiarity/attraction/risk/adventure/danger that excuses the inexcusable? (e.g. if you know you're attracted to people who aren't good for you, why do you continue happily on down the familiar path towards drudgery, knowing the relationship is doomed, and then regret the destination you knew you were approaching the moment you started your voyage?)

in what ways do you persue chaos (intentionally or not)? if you know you do it, will you do anything to reduce/eliminate the habit?

i, unintentionally, persued chaos by repeatedly ignoring red flags and hoping that boyfriends would be the good people i thought they ought to be. my method for eliminating this, flawed though it might be: stop dating and focus on creating stability for myself first.